He even jokes how she’s wasted working for him and instead should be making her fortune as a topless ‘Page 3’ star…I’m shaken from my though...s as I hear the tannoy announce we are now arriving in Leeds. I’m a good forty minutes earlier than normal as I take the short walk through town to my father’s offices, for the lift home with him. The place is desolate as it usually is this time on a Friday afternoon, the workers all allowed home a little earlier for the weekend. The solitary girl still on. Clare's ministrations were now more insistent as she began to wank both Roger and I more seriously, but we were not yet ready to tear our gaze from the sight before us. Sorrel was dripping juice and Claris was joyously supping it up pushing her tongue between Sorrels now well spread cuntlips, Claris buried first one and then two fingers in her sister's cunt, removed then and spread the moisture around Sorrel's puckered pink arse-hole, she repeated the movement again and then speared her finger. "No." Just one word but her mom was turning a really scary red color."Young lady, don't you disobey me. WE are going home. And you are grounded for the rest of your life." No, Mother, I am not. Art and I are married. My place is with him. I might come to visit but this is my home now." Don't talk crazy. You are only 28 gazelons old, you can't be married." Well, I am. And here is the proof." Rose snatched the parchment off the bedside table and handed it to her Mom.Rose's Mom was getting even. My honeymoon ended without any sexual encounter. I couldn’t stand that so I confronted him and he told me the whole thing about his sexuality and being forced into marriage. Before I go ahead with my story let me tell me a little more about myself. I’m 35 and was born in a wealthy family and later married into a wealthier family. I lost my virginity at the age of 18 and since then I’ve always enjoyed having sex. When it comes to men I’m a little picky I don’t do it with any men. As far as my.